Jump Ship

Matt didn't think he could handle being in a woman's position for his first sexual experience, so he jumped, moving suddenly from having her hands on the desk to having his hands on her ass, from the weight of her breasts pulling downward to the feeling of a cock throbbing with excitement. He reached out with the hand not on her ass, and realized he had missed the switch in the principal's hand. It wasn't enough to actually hurt Ms. Jackson, but it would definitely sting. He tapped it against her panty covered ass, barely touching her, but Ms. Jackson lurched forward as if he had struck her hard. He brought the thin switch across her ass again and again, barely touching it against her, but with each stroke, she acted as if he had used all his strength. Whatever the secretary was, she was also an excellent actor.

Matt saw the memories of previous - encounters float through his mind, and realized this had been going on since the woman had first been hired. He tossed the switch onto the desk next to the woman's hand, stepping fully behind her. "Ms. Cooper," he said, staying in character for this perverted little play. "I don't think this is teaching you the lesson it's supposed to. I'm afraid more drastic measures are in order." He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her thighs.

"But Mr. Adams," she protested at the same time she leaned further on the desk. "I'm still a virgin!"

Matt almost laughed at the thought of the head cheerleader still being a virgin. These two must be way out of touch with reality, he thought, but then the memories of Ms. Jackson saying those same words, over and over, made him realize this was a major part of their fantasy games. "That's too bad," Matt growled, grabbing the wrinkled cock that protruded from his body, rubbing the tip against her exposed pussy. She pretended to cry, really getting into the act, her body trembling as he pushed the tip of his cock between her labia. Then he thrust, burying his cock, his hips pressing against Ms. Jackson's shapely ass as his hands went to her hips.

As for Ms. Jackson, she kept acting, her sobs belied by her ass pushing back against him with each thrust, obviously enjoying herself despite her earlier ****. Matt grinned as he fucked the hottest woman in the school as she pretended to be the hottest student in school. He was glad he hadn't risked staying around math class. Who knew if anything would have happened there, and now he was experiencing his first sex with a sex goddess!

He thrust again and again, Ms. Jackson's words fading to the background as he fucked her, trying not to go too fast, but knowing his orgasm was inevitable. Then he thrust one last time, pressing his hips hard against her ass cheeks, his hands clenching on her hips as his cock started to spasm, shot after shot of cum bathing Ms. Jackson's insides. For her part, instead of trying to pull away, Ms. Jackson pressed backward, as if trying to **** his cock even deeper, her protests lost in favor of orgasmic groans.

Matt held his cock inside Ms. Jackson until it stopped twitching, wishing he could last longer, wishing he could feel the sensation of her vaginal walls squeezing him for the rest of his life, but his cock eventually softened and fell out, a string of semen trailing from the tip of his cock to her pussy before it broke, dripping onto the carpeted floor. As he stepped away, Ms. Jackson straightened up, pulling her panties up and smoothing down the hem of her skirt. "You did very well, sir," she said, turning toward him. "You lasted longer than normal." She reached out and grasped his cum-slicked cock, tucking it back into his pants. "Same time tomorrow?"

Exhausted by his effort, and stunned by the sudden transformation in Ms. Jackson, Matt could only nod as she zipped his pants. "Oh, and Jason Alexander is here. Apparently he was caught masturbating in the bathroom."

Matt chuckled wearily, sitting at the principal's desk. He was too tired to exact **** at the moment, and jumped back into his own body, which was currently sitting through the end of a lecture. He remembered everything from the lecture, as well as everything that had happened in the principal's office, and his own cock twitched with the memories. Apparently the exhaustion had been that of the body, not of the mind, because Matt found himself very alert. He smiled at the thought of what else he could do with this gift.